impatience of the sky

i am reading julius caesar with my students and while it is not my favorite shakespeare play, there are some beautiful lines in it, including the phrase i used as the title of this blog. and which will become the title of a short story.

speaking of short stories - in my pathetic attempt at a segue - i had "rhinos" rejected by the New Yorker, no surprise there, and by Glimmertrain WITH a nice note of regret. will try other places. i have a story out to Zoetrope, and need to get back to sending others. i found/unearthed a whole passel of stories and three of them, with some revision, could be viable. another task. why can't stories just spring from my brain onto the page without the intermediate step of typing them? ah, then we could all be great!

regarding the world outside my own head: i am thrilled beyond measure that so many young people in Oxnard have honored the 15 year old boy shot for being gay, with memorials and flowers and in all kinds of ways. that's a huge outpouring of compassion. and the best part is, the kids are doing all this on their own, without adults creating the circumstances for them.

Man of La Mancha

the school's drama class did man of la mancha today and it was quite fabulous. i have never seen this musical and didn't realize what a great story it is. i like the frame story - Cervantes in prison telling the story to the prisoners. soooo, i need to work on my own novel that is a frame story - a music journalist writing about a rock group, but it's really the story of the group and not about the journalist....

i am rooting for obama, and i can make an easy connection between him and don quixote. not that he is tilting at windmills but that he sees the world for what it can be.

this is a weak post! perhaps because the superbowl is on and i'm half watching and not really writing. so i'll post this anyway and watch the superbowl and write something better another night. maybe i'll wait and see what happens on election night.